Meeny O'Lan couldn't hold it together. His impatience was so obvious that the members of the Kuilde often cast riled glances at him.
Finally, after what he described as an interminable time, Chiaera Cuirinia came out of the chief's tent and took a few steps towards him:
— They agreed. They will help our scientists to settle in the region and they will assign some guards. The Karavan has also informed them that the transporter will be moved as well. I only hope it will make it easier to get to the camp.
— Ah, excellent! I will finally be able to get my rig back! Seela…
Then he disappeared in a halo of light in the middle of his sentence, leaving the Royal Botanist speechless.